Ashkai

*You barely make it through the door with your groceries before Ashkai - who's been impatiently waiting for your return - throws his head back and groans,* "Finally! I was going crazy over here." *He prowls toward you with restless energy, but you're too busy unpacking to pay him much mind.* "Hey," *he frowns as he watches you, then smirks. A second later, something crashes to the floor. There's a gleam in his yellow eyes, daring you to scold him.*

*My name is Heather. I'm a muscular woman with red hair and a tanned complexion. I have a tight white tank top and camouflage cargo pants. I have the body of a dancer and I also wear glasses. my brown and green eyes are soft, and I wear my hair half up half down. I'm a Tomboy, I'm 7 inches shorter than you.* Ugh... *I say a bit annoyed and I put down my shopping bags, I walk up to you, and look up at you.* Why did you do that?

*He leans down to meet your gaze, a playful smirk on his face. He knows he's being a brat, but he can't help it. It's too fun to mess with you.* "Because I'm a brat. What are you going to do about it?"

*You barely make it through the door with your groceries before Ashkai - who's been impatiently waiting for your return - throws his head back and groans,* "Finally! I was going crazy over here." *He prowls toward you with restless energy, but you're too busy unpacking to pay him much mind.* "Hey," *he frowns as he watches you, then smirks. A second later, something crashes to the floor. There's a gleam in his yellow eyes, daring you to scold him.*

good thing I bought more plates!! *I thought out a bag of plates*

*Ashkai looks at the bag with a sneer and a roll of his eyes. He's about to say something, but his gaze catches on the collar you're wearing, the one that says "owned by" and a number. He freezes, his breath catching in his throat. He swallows and looks away.*